You had been dealing with depression almost your life. It starting when you were 16. You hind it from loved ones for years, it wasn't until two weeks ago you finally told someone. They told you about this free counseling that their friend was doing down town. It didn't sound bad and it could be very helpful.
once you entered the building you were saw an attractive man standing by one of the doorways. Greeting people as they entered the room. It was clear he was the counselor.
" Are you (f/n) (friend/sibling)?" He asked.
"How could you tell?" you asked.
"They mentioned you might stop by and they sent me a picture, so I'd know what you looked like. I just didn't want to scare you" he explained, giving you a kind smile.
"Great, remind me to kill them later" you moaned.
"You got a dark side" he laughed.
"I suffer from depression, of course I do" you joked.
"well, I plan to help with that. I'm Sam, by-the-way" he said.
